CLOSED ♔ there is a seed inside of me | it keeps growing

[behindcloseddoors]

♬ Demon Seed - Nine Inch Nails

WHO || Violet, Jess Leighton, ?? [closed]
WHAT || Violet's new life has a turn for the incredibly dramatic
WHERE || San Francisco, CA
WHEN || Feb 14th, 2013 [backdated]
HOW || Actionspam

For some people, the transition from their home world to this strange new one is made easier than for others, by the simple addition of one thing: access to people who care about their plight and meet them with understanding, instead of suspicion and fear. Violet Fiore was lucky enough to be one such pilgrim, arriving in the big city of San Francisco, California, where plenty of locals could easily recognize the signs of disorientation common enough in Veil arrivals. She was directed to the Lethe Clinic, a cramped building with tiny rooms but many smiling faces eager to help the displaced.

Jess Leighton was one of the workers there - all volunteers, of course - who took a special interest in Violet's case. The blonde human was quick to recognize that there was something unique about Vi's situation. Unlike so many of their "Shadow World" tenants who needed to be taught everything from modern day lingo to how to operate electronics, it was obvious relatively shortly that she knew about a world much like this one. While Jess admitted it was unheard of as far as she knew, she didn't treat Violet any different for it, and offered her the same amenities they gave everybody else: a bed to sleep in, some basic clothes, information about the world, the city, and what was known about the Veil, and a promise to help her find work so she could get out there on her own.

There are a number of other residents here, of course, some human, but others more bizarre in appearance: elves, a dwarf, even a pair of halflings. Most disturbing, however, has been that one of the young human women has been ill ever since Violet arrived, and as Jess has informed her, the local hospitals won't take her, for fear she's nursing some kind of Shadowkind disease that their patient's immune systems wouldn't be able to combat.

Today, Jess is leaning against the door to the sick girl's room, looking in, sweat on her brow as she takes a break from running around all day for once. She notices Violet approaching and sighs, closing the door quietly so as not to wake the resting girl.

"She's not getting any better." She shakes her head in frustration. "It's been a week now. Garriss was supposed to get a cleric to come by and see her days ago. And now I can't even reach him. I don't know what to do anymore."

Comments

[graveflowers]

[Sick people make Violet nervous, like how a horse gets skittish in front of a ghost -- or, less creepily, how dogs run and hide during thunderstorms. (Not that either comparison puts her in a good light.) She knows first aid and she's entirely unsqueamish at the sight of blood, but that isn't the same as sickness, she can rely on muscle memory to make a splint or set a dislocated anything. But sickness... she doesn't do well with it at all.

It's the smell of it that gets to her, sickness smelled like death, decay and the sickly sweet scent of rotting fruit. She can suck it up for Jess though, the woman had been nothing but kind and helpful to Violet, it's only decent to return the favour.

Except well, she doesn't know how. Instead, she sighs, coming up alongside her.] Sorry.

Is there any way one of us could find a cleric and bring 'em here. I mean, there's gotta be, like, a yellow pages for that right? Or some hippie doctor off a commune? All I know is plants, I'm kinda useless when it comes to medicine.